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I grab my iPhone and study the screen, tracing my fingertip over Shaye’s face, a picture I’d snapped before she left for school months ago. I took it because I needed to see a real smile on her face, to capture that memory forever since I knew I’d never see it again.
I was wrong. I did see it again. Last night. And I want to see it every night from now on as she’s spread out before me in my bed.
I’ve spent my whole life wanting, pursuing, and claiming. I’m tired of the chase, sick of always having to look over my shoulder. I’ve made a great life for myself, but it’s an empty shell without meaning. It’s nothing without Shaye. And when I go after what I want this time, it’s gonna put my ass on the chopping block. But it’s a risk I’m willing to take because she’s worth it.
My finger hovers over the keyboard and a smile lifts my lips.
I need to see you.
A few seconds later, I receive a reply from Shaye.
You sound desperate. I figured all the drugs they pumped into you last night would make you tired.
Sleep is overrated. I can think of so many other things that I’d rather be doing with my eyes wide open. With YOU.
A minute passes, and I drum my fingertips on the bar as I wait for her response. Patience has never been my forte, and since I just put my neck on the line, I really need to know that she’s in this with me as much as I am with her.
Are you sure this is what you want, Nico?
Yeah. I’ve never been more certain about anything in my life.